Mother began to sob. "Why are you doing this to me sweetheart? I love you but I want you to stop."I didn't heed her words.She fell silent again and he... "Oh...," sounds started again. This time she was just pushing back but was actively thrusting her butt back at me, our bodies sounding a slap noise as we came together. Mother grabbed my hand that was holding her against me and moved it up to her breast. She cupped her hand over mine and moved it around her nipple area, letting me take in all. "Stupidly I followed, "Sit down," he said pointing to a chair, "Have you had a HiV test recently?" he asked."No," I said, "I mean yes!" I'll do a blood test just in case," he said and he fetched his bag with syringes and needles, "Roll up your sleeve," he said, "Just a slight prick, look away." he said and there was a slight nprick and everything went dark."What do you think?" Dr Letterman asked several hours later.My chest felt tight, the falsies heavy, "Ugh?" I said."It will feel funny," he. “Be right there, honey!” I replied.I snuffed out my smoke and left the radio going. Inside, Renee patted the spot next to her to sit down. In the past, I had always dreaded these moments. It made me feel like I was getting in some kind of trouble even if I knew I hadn’t done anything. I sat down and waited. I could feel that awkward anxiety creeping in. “Baby, we need to talk before you leave today,” Renee said.“Okay,” I replied and waited again anxiously for Renee to continue.“Allen, I need to. As I clipped the last suspender to the welt I caught site of my twisted body in the mirror as my tits looked like they were going to tumble out of their cage and grinned. I was going to blow his mind…not just his cock! As I slid my sexy black G-string up my legs I couldn’t resist stroking my bald pussy before easing them into place over the suspender bumps. Then, finally, I put on a pair of shiny black killer high heel shoes. I’d bought them for a wedding last year but they had been.